Cast out
Will the endless wave consume
me and wash away my transgressions
But not before my ascension
What I’ve become haunts me
Drifting into damnation,
slaughtering nocturnal creation
Would they still recognize me,
scarred from the years of this strife
I’ll never know
I’d rather not know
Cursed and depraved
Digging graves for the undead
I
Am
Ceaseless
As ashes fall
So do I
Deeper
Dissolute in my rage
Though it may
Cleanse this world someday
Why am I still here if not to feast
On the corpse of this cursed world
Under the light of a pale moon corpses pile
The reaper of the reanimated walks this land
Malediction?
Or a sickness?
The world befell
Under the light of a pale moon corpses mass
I hear them breaking down my door
Only this
Only this
And nothing more
As ashes fall
So do I
Deeper
Dissolute in my rage
Though it may
Cleanse this world someday